Bruce Wayne : Tear resistant?
Lucius Fox : This sucker will stop a knife.
Bruce Wayne : Bulletproof?
Lucius Fox : Anything but a straight shot.
Bruce Wayne : Why didn't they put it into production?
Lucius Fox : Bean counters didn't think a soldier's life was worth 300 grand. So, what's your interest in it, Mr. Wayne?
Bruce Wayne : I wanna borrow it. For, uh, spelunking.
Lucius Fox : Spelunking?
Bruce Wayne : Yeah, you know, cave diving.
Lucius Fox : You expecting to run into much gunfire in these caves?
Bruce Wayne : Look, I'd rather Mr. Earle didn't know about me borrowing...
Lucius Fox : Mr. Wayne, the way I see it, all this stuff is yours anyway.
Carmine Falcone : You're taller than you look in the tabloids, Mr. Wayne.
Carmine Falcone : No gun? I'm insulted! You could have just sent a thank-you note.
Bruce Wayne : I didn't come here to thank you. I came here to show you that not everyone in Gotham's afraid of you.
Carmine Falcone : Only those who know me, kid. Look around you: you'll see two councilmen, a union official, a couple off-duty cops, and a judge.
Carmine Falcone : Now, I wouldn't have a second's hesitation of blowing your head off right here and right now in front of 'em. Now, that's power you can't buy! That's the power of fear.
Bruce Wayne : I'm not afraid of you.
Carmine Falcone : Because you think you got nothing to lose. But you haven't thought it through. You haven't thought about your lady-friend down at the D.A.'s office. You haven't thought about your old butler. Bang!
Carmine Falcone : People from your world have so much to lose. Now, you think because your mommy and your daddy got shot, you know about the ugly side of life, but you don't. You've never tasted desperate. You're, uh, you're Bruce Wayne, the Prince of Gotham; you'd have to go a thousand miles to meet someone who didn't know your name. So, don't-don't come down here with your anger, trying to prove something to yourself. This is a world you'll never understand. And you always fear what you don't understand. Alright.
Carmine Falcone : Yeah, you got spirit, kid. I'll give you that. More than your old man, anyway. In the joint, Chill told me, uh, told me about the night he killed your parents. He said your father begged for mercy. Begged. Like a dog.